BILLIE JEAN "GRAMMIE" WEATHERFORD KING
Publication Date: September 24, 2006
Retrived from San Angelo Standard Times
SAN ANGELO — Billie Jean "Grammie" Weatherford King passed from this earthly life to eternal life on Wednesday, Sept. 20, 2006. She was 76 years of age.
A memorial service and celebration of Billie's life will be at 2 p.m. Sunday, Sept. 24, at First United Methodist Church with the Rev. Nathaniel Hankins and the Rev. Grosse Mohler officiating. A private service and interment of her ashes will be held in the Columbarium of First United Methodist Church prior to the memorial service.
Billie was born May 23, 1930, to W.B. "Red" and Lola Mae Weatherford in San Angelo. She lived in Veribest growing up and attended school in Veribest and San Angelo. Billie decided to return to school at the age of 41 to become a licensed vocational nurse. She graduated from LVN school in 1972 as valedictorian of her class.
Until her health would no longer allow her to attend, Billie had been a very active member of First United Methodist Church. She taught several Bible studies, was one of FUMC's "Notewriters" and was chosen as one of the Outstanding Laity of FUMC in 1995. She truly loved the Lord and being a part of her church. The Body of Christ at FUMC brought her much joy, and she returned the love she received there through her encouraging words to others and her service to the church. That witness continued after she moved to Myrtlewood Estates.
Billie adored her family. Even as her health failed, she loved every moment she could spend with her daughters, their husbands and her precious grandchildren and great-grandchildren. During her stay at Myrtlewood Estates, many hours were spent reminiscing about the special times her grandchildren had staying at Grammie's house. She spoiled them terribly, and they loved every minute of it!
Billie joins these family members who have passed before her: her parents, Red and Lola Mae Weatherford; and her son-in-law, Pete Belocas.
She is survived by her daughters and sons-in-law, Brenda and Chris Stone of San Angelo, and Vicki and Tere Lawrence of Sweetwater. She is also survived by her loving grandchildren, Tammy Belocas Vaught and husband Chris of Madison Heights, Mich., Brooke Yowell and husband Coby of Waco, Texas, Jaime Ince and husband Heath of Seminole, Texas, and Shawn Stone of Tucson, Ariz.; and her precious great-grandchildren, Talan Yowell and Makenzie Ince.
The family would like to express its appreciation to Hospice of San Angelo, most especially Janet Henson, Jean Slaughter, Mary Cheek, Becky Makowski and Deana Orona; to the caring staff of Myrtlewood Estates; and caregivers Sylvia Haechton, Virginia Maginnis, Angie Arriaga, Vickie Aguero and Nellie McGraw for the loving care they gave their Mother and Grammie.
Memorials may be made in Billie's name to First United Methodist Church, 37 E. Beauregard Ave., San Angelo, TX 76903; or Hospice of San Angelo, 36 E. Twohig Ave., Suite 1100, San Angelo, TX 76903.
The first snow fell the following morning. It was soft, white and gentle, but it was bitter cold. There was hardly any sun that day, and the day was very short. Freddie found himself losing his color, becoming brittle. It was constantly cold and the snow weighed heavily upon him.
At dawn the wind came that took Freddie from his branch. It didn't hurt at all. He felt himself float quietly, gently and softly downward.
As he fell, he saw the whole tree for the first time. How strong and firm it was! He was sure that it would live for a long time, and he knew that he had been a part of its life and it made him proud.
Freddie landed on a clump of snow. It somehow felt soft and even warm. In this new position he was more comfortable than he had ever been. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He did not know that Spring would follow Winter and that the snow would melt into water. He did not know that what appeared to be his useless dried self would join with the water and serve to make the tree stronger. Most of all, he did not know that there, asleep in the tree and the ground, were already plans for new leaves in the Spring.
The Beginning.
— From "The Fall of Freddie the Leaf" by Leo Buscaglia
Johnson's Funeral Home
Publication Date: September 24, 2006
Retrived from San Angelo Standard Times
SAN ANGELO — Billie Jean "Grammie" Weatherford King passed from this earthly life to eternal life on Wednesday, Sept. 20, 2006. She was 76 years of age.
A memorial service and celebration of Billie's life will be at 2 p.m. Sunday, Sept. 24, at First United Methodist Church with the Rev. Nathaniel Hankins and the Rev. Grosse Mohler officiating. A private service and interment of her ashes will be held in the Columbarium of First United Methodist Church prior to the memorial service.
Billie was born May 23, 1930, to W.B. "Red" and Lola Mae Weatherford in San Angelo. She lived in Veribest growing up and attended school in Veribest and San Angelo. Billie decided to return to school at the age of 41 to become a licensed vocational nurse. She graduated from LVN school in 1972 as valedictorian of her class.
Until her health would no longer allow her to attend, Billie had been a very active member of First United Methodist Church. She taught several Bible studies, was one of FUMC's "Notewriters" and was chosen as one of the Outstanding Laity of FUMC in 1995. She truly loved the Lord and being a part of her church. The Body of Christ at FUMC brought her much joy, and she returned the love she received there through her encouraging words to others and her service to the church. That witness continued after she moved to Myrtlewood Estates.
Billie adored her family. Even as her health failed, she loved every moment she could spend with her daughters, their husbands and her precious grandchildren and great-grandchildren. During her stay at Myrtlewood Estates, many hours were spent reminiscing about the special times her grandchildren had staying at Grammie's house. She spoiled them terribly, and they loved every minute of it!
Billie joins these family members who have passed before her: her parents, Red and Lola Mae Weatherford; and her son-in-law, Pete Belocas.
She is survived by her daughters and sons-in-law, Brenda and Chris Stone of San Angelo, and Vicki and Tere Lawrence of Sweetwater. She is also survived by her loving grandchildren, Tammy Belocas Vaught and husband Chris of Madison Heights, Mich., Brooke Yowell and husband Coby of Waco, Texas, Jaime Ince and husband Heath of Seminole, Texas, and Shawn Stone of Tucson, Ariz.; and her precious great-grandchildren, Talan Yowell and Makenzie Ince.
The family would like to express its appreciation to Hospice of San Angelo, most especially Janet Henson, Jean Slaughter, Mary Cheek, Becky Makowski and Deana Orona; to the caring staff of Myrtlewood Estates; and caregivers Sylvia Haechton, Virginia Maginnis, Angie Arriaga, Vickie Aguero and Nellie McGraw for the loving care they gave their Mother and Grammie.
Memorials may be made in Billie's name to First United Methodist Church, 37 E. Beauregard Ave., San Angelo, TX 76903; or Hospice of San Angelo, 36 E. Twohig Ave., Suite 1100, San Angelo, TX 76903.
The first snow fell the following morning. It was soft, white and gentle, but it was bitter cold. There was hardly any sun that day, and the day was very short. Freddie found himself losing his color, becoming brittle. It was constantly cold and the snow weighed heavily upon him.
At dawn the wind came that took Freddie from his branch. It didn't hurt at all. He felt himself float quietly, gently and softly downward.
As he fell, he saw the whole tree for the first time. How strong and firm it was! He was sure that it would live for a long time, and he knew that he had been a part of its life and it made him proud.
Freddie landed on a clump of snow. It somehow felt soft and even warm. In this new position he was more comfortable than he had ever been. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He did not know that Spring would follow Winter and that the snow would melt into water. He did not know that what appeared to be his useless dried self would join with the water and serve to make the tree stronger. Most of all, he did not know that there, asleep in the tree and the ground, were already plans for new leaves in the Spring.
The Beginning.
— From "The Fall of Freddie the Leaf" by Leo Buscaglia
Johnson's Funeral Home
BILLIE JEAN "GRAMMIE" WEATHERFORD KING
Publication Date: September 24, 2006
Retrived from San Angelo Standard Times
SAN ANGELO — Billie Jean "Grammie" Weatherford King passed from this earthly life to eternal life on Wednesday, Sept. 20, 2006. She was 76 years of age.
A memorial service and celebration of Billie's life will be at 2 p.m. Sunday, Sept. 24, at First United Methodist Church with the Rev. Nathaniel Hankins and the Rev. Grosse Mohler officiating. A private service and interment of her ashes will be held in the Columbarium of First United Methodist Church prior to the memorial service.
Billie was born May 23, 1930, to W.B. "Red" and Lola Mae Weatherford in San Angelo. She lived in Veribest growing up and attended school in Veribest and San Angelo. Billie decided to return to school at the age of 41 to become a licensed vocational nurse. She graduated from LVN school in 1972 as valedictorian of her class.
Until her health would no longer allow her to attend, Billie had been a very active member of First United Methodist Church. She taught several Bible studies, was one of FUMC's "Notewriters" and was chosen as one of the Outstanding Laity of FUMC in 1995. She truly loved the Lord and being a part of her church. The Body of Christ at FUMC brought her much joy, and she returned the love she received there through her encouraging words to others and her service to the church. That witness continued after she moved to Myrtlewood Estates.
Billie adored her family. Even as her health failed, she loved every moment she could spend with her daughters, their husbands and her precious grandchildren and great-grandchildren. During her stay at Myrtlewood Estates, many hours were spent reminiscing about the special times her grandchildren had staying at Grammie's house. She spoiled them terribly, and they loved every minute of it!
Billie joins these family members who have passed before her: her parents, Red and Lola Mae Weatherford; and her son-in-law, Pete Belocas.
She is survived by her daughters and sons-in-law, Brenda and Chris Stone of San Angelo, and Vicki and Tere Lawrence of Sweetwater. She is also survived by her loving grandchildren, Tammy Belocas Vaught and husband Chris of Madison Heights, Mich., Brooke Yowell and husband Coby of Waco, Texas, Jaime Ince and husband Heath of Seminole, Texas, and Shawn Stone of Tucson, Ariz.; and her precious great-grandchildren, Talan Yowell and Makenzie Ince.
The family would like to express its appreciation to Hospice of San Angelo, most especially Janet Henson, Jean Slaughter, Mary Cheek, Becky Makowski and Deana Orona; to the caring staff of Myrtlewood Estates; and caregivers Sylvia Haechton, Virginia Maginnis, Angie Arriaga, Vickie Aguero and Nellie McGraw for the loving care they gave their Mother and Grammie.
Memorials may be made in Billie's name to First United Methodist Church, 37 E. Beauregard Ave., San Angelo, TX 76903; or Hospice of San Angelo, 36 E. Twohig Ave., Suite 1100, San Angelo, TX 76903.
The first snow fell the following morning. It was soft, white and gentle, but it was bitter cold. There was hardly any sun that day, and the day was very short. Freddie found himself losing his color, becoming brittle. It was constantly cold and the snow weighed heavily upon him.
At dawn the wind came that took Freddie from his branch. It didn't hurt at all. He felt himself float quietly, gently and softly downward.
As he fell, he saw the whole tree for the first time. How strong and firm it was! He was sure that it would live for a long time, and he knew that he had been a part of its life and it made him proud.
Freddie landed on a clump of snow. It somehow felt soft and even warm. In this new position he was more comfortable than he had ever been. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He did not know that Spring would follow Winter and that the snow would melt into water. He did not know that what appeared to be his useless dried self would join with the water and serve to make the tree stronger. Most of all, he did not know that there, asleep in the tree and the ground, were already plans for new leaves in the Spring.
The Beginning.
— From "The Fall of Freddie the Leaf" by Leo Buscaglia
Johnson's Funeral Home
Publication Date: September 24, 2006
Retrived from San Angelo Standard Times
SAN ANGELO — Billie Jean "Grammie" Weatherford King passed from this earthly life to eternal life on Wednesday, Sept. 20, 2006. She was 76 years of age.
A memorial service and celebration of Billie's life will be at 2 p.m. Sunday, Sept. 24, at First United Methodist Church with the Rev. Nathaniel Hankins and the Rev. Grosse Mohler officiating. A private service and interment of her ashes will be held in the Columbarium of First United Methodist Church prior to the memorial service.
Billie was born May 23, 1930, to W.B. "Red" and Lola Mae Weatherford in San Angelo. She lived in Veribest growing up and attended school in Veribest and San Angelo. Billie decided to return to school at the age of 41 to become a licensed vocational nurse. She graduated from LVN school in 1972 as valedictorian of her class.
Until her health would no longer allow her to attend, Billie had been a very active member of First United Methodist Church. She taught several Bible studies, was one of FUMC's "Notewriters" and was chosen as one of the Outstanding Laity of FUMC in 1995. She truly loved the Lord and being a part of her church. The Body of Christ at FUMC brought her much joy, and she returned the love she received there through her encouraging words to others and her service to the church. That witness continued after she moved to Myrtlewood Estates.
Billie adored her family. Even as her health failed, she loved every moment she could spend with her daughters, their husbands and her precious grandchildren and great-grandchildren. During her stay at Myrtlewood Estates, many hours were spent reminiscing about the special times her grandchildren had staying at Grammie's house. She spoiled them terribly, and they loved every minute of it!
Billie joins these family members who have passed before her: her parents, Red and Lola Mae Weatherford; and her son-in-law, Pete Belocas.
She is survived by her daughters and sons-in-law, Brenda and Chris Stone of San Angelo, and Vicki and Tere Lawrence of Sweetwater. She is also survived by her loving grandchildren, Tammy Belocas Vaught and husband Chris of Madison Heights, Mich., Brooke Yowell and husband Coby of Waco, Texas, Jaime Ince and husband Heath of Seminole, Texas, and Shawn Stone of Tucson, Ariz.; and her precious great-grandchildren, Talan Yowell and Makenzie Ince.
The family would like to express its appreciation to Hospice of San Angelo, most especially Janet Henson, Jean Slaughter, Mary Cheek, Becky Makowski and Deana Orona; to the caring staff of Myrtlewood Estates; and caregivers Sylvia Haechton, Virginia Maginnis, Angie Arriaga, Vickie Aguero and Nellie McGraw for the loving care they gave their Mother and Grammie.
Memorials may be made in Billie's name to First United Methodist Church, 37 E. Beauregard Ave., San Angelo, TX 76903; or Hospice of San Angelo, 36 E. Twohig Ave., Suite 1100, San Angelo, TX 76903.
The first snow fell the following morning. It was soft, white and gentle, but it was bitter cold. There was hardly any sun that day, and the day was very short. Freddie found himself losing his color, becoming brittle. It was constantly cold and the snow weighed heavily upon him.
At dawn the wind came that took Freddie from his branch. It didn't hurt at all. He felt himself float quietly, gently and softly downward.
As he fell, he saw the whole tree for the first time. How strong and firm it was! He was sure that it would live for a long time, and he knew that he had been a part of its life and it made him proud.
Freddie landed on a clump of snow. It somehow felt soft and even warm. In this new position he was more comfortable than he had ever been. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He did not know that Spring would follow Winter and that the snow would melt into water. He did not know that what appeared to be his useless dried self would join with the water and serve to make the tree stronger. Most of all, he did not know that there, asleep in the tree and the ground, were already plans for new leaves in the Spring.
The Beginning.
— From "The Fall of Freddie the Leaf" by Leo Buscaglia
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